This quail showed up and has been hanging out with Helen's chicks for the past week. He is not mine, but either wild, or raised by someone else and he found his way here. I hope he stays. We have named him BOB.
We are a small Hobby Farm with just a HINT of insanity. Maybe a tad more. Nestled near the foothills of the Blue Ridge, we raise and sell poultry, hatching eggs, and goats. My husband, Gregg, aka the Voice O' Reason, keeps me alive and off the 6 o'clock news. Our daughter, Rebekah, is special needs - which mostly means she's way smarter than most. We also have a daughter, Elisabeth, and a son, Ben. One married, one about to be. That should sum things up enough to follow along.
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